My dad's side of the family is small. He is an only child and his father had 3 sisters, all of whom only had one child. The last remaining relative of my grandfather's generation is my great aunt Margaret.

When I was a kid she was awesome. She remembered every birthday, every holiday, always sent gifts and was always very kind and loving each time we saw her (which was rather infrequent as she lived in Washington, PA and we did not go there often).

The thing with childhood is that you eventually grow out of it and the fond memories you have of some of your relatives you see infrequently is sometimes overwritten with new great memories, or shocking realizations of things you never noticed as a child. This trip was filled with both.

It was great to see my great aunt and it was great to get home. The majority of the trip I spent sitting in the back seat of my parents car, being carted around like when we were children.

The trip was worth it. Jeff and I got to catch up on things and I enjoyed his company. Amusing jokes and "threats" from my parents. At the very least I'm glad I get along with my family so much better now and there are no awkward situations in which they attempt to "parent" me.

Its been ages since I've been to Washington, PA (ok, maybe since 2000) and since Batman Returns was in theatres that I went with the whole family. So this weekend the whole family and I headed down to Washington to visit my great aunt Margaret.

The first day we drove down and wandered around some cemeteries, stopped at my great aunts house (she doesnt live there but still owns the house and it needs work) and other various things. The parents wanted some shots of a few headstones so I did that and messed around a bit.

I've taken a lot of shots and uploaded them (random restaurant stops, goofy activity, etc etc), which can be found on flickr here. This shot right here is of an aging headstone in the Immaculate Conception Cemetery in Washington, PA. Catholic - can you guess by the name?